"Young grandma, what are you talking about!" Sister Zhao was taken aback by her, "Are you going to fire me?" Am I not doing well enough? ”

Yan Qiluo hurriedly waved his hand: "No, it's not like this!" ”

Yan Qiluo took Sister Zhao's hand affectionately and said: "Sister Zhao, you see that I was spoiled by the family when I was a child, and I didn't let me do anything, but now that I have graduated from college, I can't learn anything, and what I don't do is good, and then let you serve like this, I really have an uneasy conscience, just like a waste person." Wen Muyan is obvious to all, he has the absolute strength to hire you, but I don't have the strength. I think, at least I should learn to live independently first, not to cause trouble to others, this is a lesson I must experience in my life, I can't get something for nothing, clothes to reach out for food to open my mouth. ”

Yan Qiluo's gaze was very sincere, and Sister Zhao was a little moved.

Now there are not many girls who can think so down-to-earth, let alone Miss Qianjin, the current president's wife. But since Yan Qiluo has mentioned it so, as long as Wen Muyan does not object, she is willing to support it.

"Young Grandma, your idea is really good, but we still have to ask for Young Master Wen's consent." Sister Zhao was a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, I can understand, then I'll go upstairs first, the young master is still working in City A for the past two days, he shouldn't come back, and you don't have to worry about me." Yan Qiluo Tengteng ran upstairs and returned to his room.

She put all the clothes Wen Muyan bought for her together and hung them up, leaving only a few of her own clothes in a drawer.

She didn't wear most of the clothes Wen Muyan bought for her, they were worth a lot of money, and she didn't want to owe him.

If you can return it, you can return it, if you can't return it, it's a big deal to give it away or rot, whoever likes to use it, she doesn't wear it anyway.

Packing up, Yan Qiluo was a little tired and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, Yan Qiluo was woken up hungry by a rumbling stomach.

When I woke up, it was already eleven o'clock in the middle of the night.

It's all this time, and the takeaway probably can't be called anything, the late-night takeout is too greasy, not nutritious, and easy to gain weight.

It seems that if you want to eat, you can only go to the kitchen to have a look.

Yan Qiluo turned on the light and walked to the kitchen. I told Sister Zhao before that they should leave themselves alone, so no one really came out.

Yan Qiluo found a few eggs in the kitchen and spread two poached eggs for herself.

It was at this moment that the lights suddenly turned on.

"Young Master." Several servants bowed slightly.

What the? This annoying Wen Muyan actually came back?

Yan Qiluo poured some soy sauce on his poached eggs, and he was angry.

Forget it, don't be angry, don't be angry, there is no one to replace you when you are angry, not to mention that this is Wen Muyan's home and not your own home, why are you angry?

After a while, several servants pushed the dining cart out, and a dazzling array of snacks were placed on it, including xiaolongbao, shrimp dumplings, Buddha jumping over the wall, and rice rolls...... It's exquisite, and everything is what you love to eat!

Yan Qiluo thought to herself, what does this mean? Is it to apologize to yourself?

Hmph, what do you think of yourself, is my Yan Qiluo a person who will bend his waist for five buckets of rice?

Yan Qiluo watched the maid put more than 20 dishes on the table, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this is too rich.

But wealth can't be moved, so I'll eat my poached eggs!

Who knows, Wen Muyan didn't even look at Yan Qiluo, sat down on the dining table, and started to eat by himself.

This man...... This man ran home so late to eat for himself?

This naïve ghost! I've never seen anything like this! It's too naïve!

Wen Muyan ate chopsticks and chopsticks in front of Yan Qiluo, and sometimes he could slow down. Yan Qiluo was so angry that he stuffed the poached egg into his mouth, and then was about to leave.

"Eating so fast, it's easy to get indigestion!" Wen Muyan grabbed her and pressed her back to the dining table.

"Come, Sister Zhao, pour a ...... for Mrs. Wen"

It seems that there is still a bit of conscience.

"A cup of hot water, let my wife consume food."

Yan Qiluo almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood, eldest brother, he ate a poached egg in total, where can he get the food to eat! Or do you want to deflat?

"No need!" Yan Qiluo stood up suddenly: "Drinking water in the middle of the night affects the quality of sleep!" Husband, you use it slowly, I'll sleep first! ”

The last few words were almost squeezed out of between his teeth, and Yan Qiluo ran upstairs in a huff.

Wen Muyan didn't say a word, put down the chopsticks and ran to the room.

"Why come up and don't eat your Manchu full banquet?" Yan Qiluo glared at him, angrily.

"Isn't drinking water affecting sleep quality, and eating too much before going to bed also affects sleep quality." Seeing Yan Qiluo's angry appearance, Wen Muyan's anger disappeared by half.

"Okay, in order to improve our sleep quality, I'll sleep first, so as to save your big boss." Yan Qiluo ran to the bathroom and hurriedly washed up, and then "slept" upside down.

As if she had drawn a 38th line, she slept on the very edge of the bed.

Wen Muyan also rushed to the bathroom to wash up, and then broke her body.

"What are you doing?!" Yan Qiluo exclaimed.

"You're my personal belongings." Wen Muyan held Yan Qiluo's arm, soft and warm. Not only does he not reject such physical contact, but he also likes it a little......

Yan Qiluo subconsciously shrank up, wanting to break free.

"I've bought you, do you understand?" Wen Muyan's eyes darkened.

Before, he thought that Yan Qiluo still liked him a little, so he respected Yan Qiluo and would not do anything to her when she didn't want to, but now.

I'm afraid it's not necessary.

Wen Muyan approached Yan Qiluo little by little, forcing her into a corner.

"Go to sleep." Wen Muyan still couldn't give up his heart, he didn't want to be such a wicked person, he couldn't bear to force Yan Qiluo.

As if respecting this "38th Parallel", Wen Muyan turned over and slept far away.

There is a long distance between them.

Yan Qiluo looked at Wen Muyan's back and sighed a lot.

I've known him for a long time, but I still remember the first time I met him......

In the dimly lit room, a man on the sofa slowly appeared in her sight, with delicate facial features like a knife and a carved sword, angular outlines, natural nobility and a faint coldness at the bottom of his eyes, making the man in the dark exist like a god. Yan Qiluo has seen many good-looking people, but it is the first time she has seen someone as good-looking as Wen Muyan.

It's a pity that Yan Qiluo is not a good looker, and he never has any other thoughts about him just because he is good-looking.

"Who are you?" At that time, Yan Qiluo's voice trembled uncontrollably, like a frightened fawn. That's how her nightmare began.

The man chuckled, and there was a faint non-negligible beak in his lazy voice: "Wen Muyan, a man who is about to become your husband." ”

"Wen Muyan?" Yan Qiluo repeated the name in a whisper, he is the eldest young master of the Wen family? The name of the eldest young master of the Wen family, this is not the first time she has heard it. Wen's enterprise is a legend in S city and even in the country, Wen's enterprise has a very strong cultural heritage, and also has a historical heritage accumulated from generation to generation.

It turns out that Mo Qian just sold himself to this person?

Heh, 40 million is indeed just a drop in the bucket for him. I used to be wouldn't have been scared by a figure like 40 million, but now everything is different.

"Don't dream, I won't marry you!" Yan Qiluo frowned tightly and gritted his teeth to resist. At that time, Yan Qiluo was still in love with Mo Qian, she couldn't believe that Mo Qian, who had been with her for so long, would actually sell her, Mo Qian must have a hard time. The man in front of him is so eccentric, maybe he forced Mo Qian to lie?

With another chuckle, Wen Muyan approached her and said ruthlessly: "Still thinking about your human-faced and beast-hearted fiancé?" Forget it, don't blame him, I made him do it. ”

"Bastard!" Yan Qiluo yelled, closed his eyes and opened the door desperately, and ran out without looking back.

The second time I saw Wen Muyan, it was in the hospital.

Even if Yan Qiluo is no longer willing to face reality, she still has to face it.

From the resistance of the first meeting, to the fear of the second meeting, and then to the present, the two people seem to be together as if they have a narrow road.

What is it that makes the relationship between two people what it is?

Thinking of this, Wen Muyan behind him turned over and hugged him.

Yan Qiluo's heart was pounding inexplicably. What is this person going to do?

Why is my heart still pounding when I get to this point?

Could it really be that he owed Wen Muyan in his previous life?

"What are you doing?" Yan Qiluo didn't have the strength to quarrel with him again this time.

"My personal belongings, I can hold them whenever I want." Wen Muyan held Yan Qiluo in his arms as a pillow. He fell into a deep sleep.

Do I need a reason for what Wen Muyan is doing?

In the dark, Wen Muyan secretly laughed.

I'm really naïve and naïve, when did I become like this?

Probably from meeting Yan Qiluo.